The Sound of Sunshine

Nights are still rough.  I have no idea why it hurts more at night than during the day, but it does.  And, I am already over being a patient.  Tired of taking pain medications and feeling doped up.  I tried to stop the medication yesterday.  That did not fly.  I think its better to stay ahead of the pain.  So, guess I need to stay loopy for a while longer. 

David has been taking care of my JP drains, which he is very comfortable doing.  Mom got promoted today to private nurse.  She emptied my drains and did great!  She is a pro.  I have definitely regressed to be a helpless child.  She helped me take a bath today and get dressed.  She joked that pretty soon, I would be dressing her again.  We went to my hairdresser today and I had my hair washed and blown out.  I feel halfway human!  AJ is my hairdresser at Salvatore Christian.  She told me that I could come back as much as I want to have my hair washed and blown out.  She did not charge me, and said it was something she could do to help me.  That made me cry.  I have the most amazing support group on the planet.

I am trying very hard to stay positive.  This is not a race, but a marathon.  And, I can't start getting down about how long this recovery process will be.  One day at a time.  So, the title of this post is The Sound of Sunshine, by Michael Franti.  I have a link to the song below.  Listening to it brings me to a happy place, when I heard him in concert at Jazzfest.  I am not going to let this get me down.  All is going well, I just need to be patient and hang tight.

Love from me in my PJs

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KqgHosrqJ8o

 

PS  felt like adding a picture, may add some favorite pics from happier times to cheer myself up